Serenity: that's what goes through my mind when I think of you. Extroverted: takes over from the previous thought and changes the dimension of my fantasy. I look around, all I see is cold war. A form of cheap resistance from my egometric side. then I let go and let you in.
I walk beside you, when alone, in a crowd, anywhere. I feel the warm grasp of your soft fingers; happiness smears my heart. I dwell in colloidal eternity as I gain a clear entrance into your serenity bowl, your heart.
it starts with attachment, then emotional induction sets in. At that point when you pull all strings trying to gather fences round your fetish desires. "Get a Life", I tell myself. I walk away from the walkway with my head bent low as I look upon your intimidating glare not knowing how soft-laden your heart is.
As I walk back towards your outstanding figure, my heart colloids in pleasure. I notice your beautiful curvy legs. they hit me ******* the most integral part of me. I feel dipped in love, so I bury the hatchet with my antagonistic soul. I move closer, hold your hands and there I feel it; the most common of all senses leaving me. Am filled with fresh new blood, full of hope and desire. It is then that I realize how hard I have fallen. Fallen hard in LOVE.